Movie Review Monday: The Hunger Games (Again)

Jeff had rehearsal last week when I saw Hunger Games, and he made me swear that I would see it a second time with him. We found ourselves with an evening open, a small window of opportunity. We hadn't planned ahead though, so we had to find a babysitter at the last minute. Jeff put out an APB on facebook to see if anyone could do it, and after about an hour, our friend Whitney texted and said she was free. (Actually, after about ten minutes our pastor's wife offered to do it too, but she disclaimered that she'd been sick all week and we didn't want her to have to do any extra work on top of caring for her own three children!)

This was amazing on several levels:

1. Come on. One hour of a status update on facebook, two babysitting offers. Our community here provides excellent customer service.

2. Whitney brought her dog, so Buster was also wholly entertained. 

Buster and Winston are totally BFF.

3. Most importantly, less than one year ago, Whitney was at our baby shower and she held a sleeping baby Rhett. As soon as he woke up, Whitney looked a little uncomfortable and gave him back to his mother and we all laughed about it. But tonight - oh, tonight. Tonight, Whitney willingly gave up her evening to hang out with Eiley. She fed her, changed her, played freaking peekaboo with her! Amazing. Whitney, you are so brave, and I tip my hat to you. Or I salute you. Or something. 

Whitney and Eiley, back when Eiley was still rather fetus-like.

In conclusion, Hunger Games was just as good the second time. I even started to warm to Josh Hutchinson. My three claws remain up.